Kari's story chapter 1 Just to go with the digi-flow.....
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chapter 1

"Hey, Kari! Are you gonna ever come outta there? I hear the fish market!" Gatomon yells at a closed bathroom door. "No, I'm not coming out!" Kari yells back, muffled because of the door. "Ok, then, but you gotta come out soon!"
Gatomon leaves the bathroom door alone, and quietly tip-toes downstairs, and then hides behind the sofa, watching Tai set the table very reluctantly for breakfast.
"Mom, why do I have to do this? You know I have a date I need to get to in 15 minutes!" he complains.
"Because I can't let this oatmeal burn!" Mrs. Kamiya answers, not looking up. She pours a thick, white substance into three bowls, and puts them on the table, which Tai had finally finished setting.
"Well, I gatta go soon!" Tai sighs.
"Eat first" Mrs. Kamiya says.
"All right..." he surrenders, sitting down. He starts to eat the oatmeal-- better know as hot glop-- very quickly. Gatomon sighs, shakes her head, and bounds upstairs to see if Kari was ready yet. The bathroom door was open a crack. Gatomon stepped over two dirty gym socks Kari had thrown down in a rush the day before, and squeezed past the door, into the bathroom.
"Hey, Kari, what's taking so long? Your mom's already made breakfast!" Gatomon says.
"Gatomon, why are you in here?" Kari sniffs.
"Well, because I'm your digimon, I'm worried about you, and I think after that I only have 8 lives left!" Gatomon finishes. Kari giggles a bit.
"You can probably tell my problem, hu?" Kari asks.
"Nope, actually. Just that your eyes are red and puffy from crying." she says.
"Look at me more." Kari takes her head off her lap, and looks at Gatomon with her hands in her lap.
"Hmm, your mom took you for a hircut without telling me when I was asleep?" Gatomon asks.
"Nope. I'm having a bad hair day." Kari says. Gatomon leaps onto Kari's lap, and looks at her hair closer.
"It's just a bit staticy, that's all. Have you tried brushing it?" Gatomon asks.
"Yes, it didn't work." Kari answers.
"Why don't you try wetting it, and then brushing?" Gatomon suggests.
"You know, I think I'll try that." With that, Kari gets up. Gatomon leaps off her lap, and onto the bathroom counter, looking in the miror. Kari turns on the faucet to get her hair wet.